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Thank you bby

how straight ppl flirt

boy: *takes girls phone* girl: haha stop (: boy: *chucks it at the wall* girl: come on tyler give me my phone back (: boy: *shatters screen* girl: aw tyler youre so cute (:

Wow I forgot I had a tumblr

Me too

I have the most amazing best friend ever. Instead of calling me on nights I’m not sober and telling me that how much he hates me, he calls and just talks to me. He talks to me about anything and everything and gets my mind off of sad things, instead of making things worse. He makes me so happy and I love him.

Ha Im texting this bitch rn, Im happy Im not a crybaby anymore

I.WANT.TO.START.A.GIRL.BAND.

Not a girl band, but I did the band thing

That moment when you start to feel yourself liking someone that you were in love with, less and less. You don’t know why but you know longer get butterflies when you think of them or want to have sex with them as much. Its like just yesterday they were everything to you and today they are still important but don’t make you as happy.

Hahaha I dumped this guy and he sucked, I didnt fall out of love for no reason, he was a piece of shit

What I Think Of You

You really want to know what I think of you? Do you really want to fucking know? I can’t stand you, or the feeling you give me. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my life. Just thinking of your presents makes me happy. Simply hearing your name can bring me from down to happy in a second. I think that I am in love with the person you are. Not in love with your body, not in love with you like I want to marry you, or I want to fuck you. I am just simply in love with the person that you are. Everyday I find myself thinking more and more about you and I can’t get you out of my mind; that’s okay because honestly I don’t want to. I don’t know what to think or say when I see you, when you grab my hand. A part of me reminds myself that it is just a simple gesture, and another takes it to a whole other level. I think of we can be, and the potential that we have together, but then I’m reminded that, that will probably never happen. Not necessarily because you don’t like me, or that I am not good enough, but because you’re still in love with someone else. There isn’t much I can do at this point, I can’t what I want out of us. But I can still have fun, and love you more than anyone else ever has. I will love you the most that I both mentally and physically can, but I know not to expect it back.

*Most beautiful human

*presence 

I want to kiss you. Like kiss you, kiss you. Like a true meaningful kiss. The kinda kiss that you think about when you go to sleep at night. The one you’ll never forget. But there are 2 main problems. 1. You make me extremely nervous. 2. I’m a bad kisser when I’m extremely nervous.

I finally kissed you... Now Im just confused, because I love you....

sometimes i forget that there are wild hamsters

like

they…..they are wild. no hamster wheels. no water bottle to drink from. no cages. they are free.

If they’re so wild how come I never see them at the club

white people

😍😩😍😩😍

They so damn cute

There is no “safe way” to bind your chest. “Don’t wear a binder for more than eight hours a day,” “don’t sleep while binding” and “use a proper binder from Underworks or gc2b” are harm reduction tips, nothing more. Even if you do everything right if you bind consistently over long periods of time then you’re almost definitely going to fuck up your back a little and reduce your lung capacity.

Your mental health is a part of your health, too, and it’s OKAY if you have to make the need to reduce your daily dysphoria your #1 priority BUT everyone really needs to stop talking about binding as if it has no impact on the body if done correctly. It encourages people who don’t need to do it to do it anyway even though it could harm them and it implicitly blames those with binding related injuries for not just “doing it right.”

I was an athlete before I started binding regularly. Now I can’t breathe as deeply as I used to be able to, and any strenuous movement causes pain my my shoulders and chest. No one told me that even proper binding could result in injury, and even though I never played or worked out while binding, I still had to quit. I just wish we could have an honest conversation about the health risks associated with transition without it being viewed as an attack on trans people.

The most horrifying moment in high school was when the boy I liked asked me if I was seeing anyone and I said, “no, why?” And he said, “Idk I just really think it would help if u saw like a therapist or something like that”

Fact #1: laser sights don’t help your aim; they’re highly inaccurate at any range longer than a couple dozen yards and only good for rapid target acquisition

Fact #2: absolutely every precision shooter knows this

Fact #3: almost nobody else knows this because movies have erroneously taught people that snipers paint a red dot on the target’s chest before they shoot them

Fact #4: any nazi who notices a red dot on their chest while giving a speech is going to immediately stop talking and get off the stage, probably while shitting themself

Fact #5: laser pointers are cheap, legal, and easy to conceal, and unless there’s smoke or dust or something in the air, theres no way to know where it’s coming from

Watch: Regular women and celebrities, many of whom have survived sexual assault or harassment, are banding together to tell Trump “It’s not okay”

In the cases of all the women who spoke out in the video, there was no justice. Their assaulters and harassers walked free because either nobody believed them or there was nothing they could do. The Trump tape was one of many final straws. "We’re not gonna take it any more,“ Amber Tamblyn said. “Like, for real, we’re not.”

Gifs: Humanity for Hillary

WATCH THE VIDEO

I think it’s absolutely and unforgivably disgusting that some men will read this and roll their eyes and dismiss it like its some feminist bullshit. Fuck every single one of you. Fuck. You.

{always reblog}

Evolution of Emma

repeat after me: i am a sexy bitch and no one ruins my 2014